To his disappointment I ended the conversation which obviously wasn’t leading anywhere. I looked over at my door and thought about who was across th... hall. I thought about how he was sleeping in his tank and pajama bottoms and how his lean toned arms gripped his pillow as he slept on it. Oh how I wish that I was that pillow. I instantly got wet and hot as I developed my plan as to what I would do about that. In my leopard bra and white cotton panties I crept across the dark hallway and into his. "Is this what you wanted to see boy?" She asked spreading her legs wide and giving him an excellent view of her wet cunt above. Bet you want me to sit on your face. Don't you white boy."John was staring at disbelief and excitement. His cock sprang up as he laid starting up in lust at her hairy black cunt. He couldn't stand it."Please mistress," he asked. "Please sit on my face." What about your wife white boy. She'll probably shit her pants knowing you was begging to lick my pussy." She. How are you? I wondered if you’d like to join me for lunch. I’ve just had a rather good bit of news and I’m dying to share it with someone. Shall we go to The Lime Tree in Castle Street? Yes that would be perfect; it’s one of my favourites. I’ll see you there at 12:30, of course hun it’s on me, or the firm anyway, not expensed anything in an age, I’m sure Marcus will sign it off as it’s you”. Emma arrived punctually a little before 12:30, the Indian summer showed no sign of breaking so she took. The drive home was fun… usually when he drove I would fondle him and sometimes suck his cock while we drove. I couldn’t do that now so he began molesting me. His hands were under my blouse rubbing my tits and when my nipples became erect he pinched them. I was having a hard time concentrating on driving. He had my blouse completely unbuttoned and if it had been daylight I am sure a lot of drivers would have gotten an eyeful. We weren’t inside the apartment long before we were kissing. Without.